Goliff

www.birminghammail.co.uk

My little brother and I had killed two people. Their corpses were in my Grandpa's cellar under his house. One corpse had its head and hands cut off. Hoping not to get caught as my friend Aye Dubya said he and Bee Bee had also killed someone, buried them and evaded capture, the body having never been found. Missing people reports on the news. Trying to figure out where to bury the bodies under our Grandpa's house. Taking down a green Marks & Spencer bag to put body parts in. My mother was hanging about and I was scared to open the cellar door in case the bodies could be seen. It was a green bag as you could not see through the plastic. Suddenly scared my mother had already found the remains. A haunting image of the rotting, smelly, decapitated head lying under the house-

Srootun

Myself and my friend Pee EmmCeeEmm. Climbing a tight packed stone construction, thinking and talking of Terminator 2. As we climb these parts are slowly detatching, falling away into the surrounding darkness. We climb into a large, dimly lit kitchen, and loiter around the steel structure that supports the ceiling. Tee Cee and Eee Emm are present there too. We warn them to be careful, but this does not prevent them from losing their grip and crashing painfully into the murky tongue and groove timber flooring-

Bruttuth

www.starwars.com

At a seaside town in England - I know it's not Scotland - and am looking onto a small landward curved bay. In the bay there stands a (Star Wars) Sandcrawler-esque shaped building. It sits in the water and is reached by a slender slipway from the shore. The 'pointed' end looks out to sea. Externally it is a horizontal and vertical lattice of small-ish windows. The whole thing seems bright and silvery (in spite of the day feeling unremarkable) and I spend some time studying it from a distance- 

I am with my friend Gee Emm and on entering the building there is a counter forming about two thirds of a circle - which also takes up about two thirds of the structure's width - that runs from floor to ceiling, solid until the counter then curved glazing above. Two youths, similar looking, sporting grey and burgundy patched tracksuits, lounge at the counter playing some game. The game involves dice and my point of view zooms in on what they are doing. They are rolling the dice on one half of a countertop security turntable - the type manufactured so that the person behind the counter can rotate money, etc. and a plastic upright prevents anyone being able to put their hands through or suchlike - and the cashier(?) then rotates it. I cannot make any more sense of the game than this. Gee Emm and I squeeze past the two youths. This feels like it could be a tense moment, but they are quite amicable - perhaps more interested in the game than causing any trouble - and we go into the front section of the building. I am sure that here there are two vintage arcade machines here - or am I thinking that 'amusement arcades' are a thing of the past? - but that neither of them is plugged in or is not working, the screens blank. I can't even remember being able to identify what arcade machines they are. We are then passing by the youths on our way to leave, and this time I accidentally bundle into one of them, but again everything is completely fine. Up close I see the youths are very similar looking indeed, the same long-ish faces, long noses and tousled brown hair- 

I am with Gee Emm and it is 8:30pm and either he has to go or I am staying out (with who?) until that time. I'm sure I'm waiting for a train - we are in some sort of waiting room/wide corridor - but Gee offers me his house keys as he's working early the next day and will be in bed. I say that it's fine as Ell could let me in... then we both realise at the same moment she'll be sleeping too. He tells me their five digit security code, seven - two - .... -

Samguddin

Set in a similar location to the 'SUN' (computing) lab. at Strathclyde University. Some owner guy. I bought a Toffee Crisp (someone else had before me) and left it in behind a computer while I went away to do something else. The owner guy saw me do this. I watched him open the Toffee Crisp, take a big bite, and bring it over to me, handing it over jokingly. Wanted to slap his face so much. Accepted it at the time but, having waited for a chance, jumped up and slapped him. He took it quite well. I scampered off- 

Now lots of snobby folk about. Location gradually changing to a huge castle in Scotland. Horrible, black, sprawling stone construction, curved, maze-like, smooth and damp. Made entirely of cobble-like material. Permanently dull. Tried to slap some snobby woman in the face, catching her with just two of my fingers. But by standing on a radiator (a long, skinny 60's style like the University's) I was able to slap a guy in the face. I then decided to go for a snobby woman near him. I caught her a full-handed slap in the face. She must have felt it through her entire body as she reeled back, visibly shaken, and went off to get the owner guy, stumbling over to him and telling him what I'd done. He was well miffed and ran up to me then away again to get troops(?). Meanwhile, I began to try and destroy some bench I'd seen earlier (that had an upstanding, hammer-like piece built into its construction). I was scared it wouldn't break and I'd get it. The owner watched me for a bit while he dished out commands to his soldiers. Eventually my foot began to move the construction, the dowel began to give and it all suddenly fell to pieces. Scooping up the hammer-like weapon I ran off across the castle courtyard. The owner obviously figured out I'd hide in the maze-like structure there. Instead I ran through doorways, arches, hopped over walls until I was outside the castle and running through a dull, overcast, damp, barren, dark rocked, thinly grassed glen. I then reached water and swam. All very still and quiet. The water was deep blue to black and I tried to stay under the surface as much as possible. (Dolphin style as used by Moby?) Now I changed from being the pursued individual to an onlooker, a great hulking, barbarian of a fellow taking my place. He swam for miles and miles until he arrived somewhere like Greece. And, in the 5 years he spent there, he strengthened himself up even more, took a wife and built up a huge army and went back to conquer the owner guy in the castle-

Kwizdle

Walking along the street alongside a girl who looks like Dee Ell's little sister, Sarah(?). She has her hair tied back to leave a spiky fringe, a shocking permatan, skinny jeans and black and white canvas shoes. She's singing 2 melodies that I record on my mobile phone. Spawny(?) and Rick(?) love these songs too and are trying to steal them from me/us. At the gates of my old house in Largs I attack Spawny from the back as he tries to take my mobile - which is sealed in a clear plastic evidence bag together with my trousers - and bite a huge chunk of flesh from the skin on his scalp-

Mulpeth

Four static Aliens - very much the same as an (unpainted) Halcyon Movie Classics 'Alien Warrior' kit - all lying on their backs, each on an individual raised dias of some sort. Hard to discern the scale of this scene as the Aliens seem to be on a smaller scale too and I am much larger than life. They seem to have the fixed pose of the model kits and periodically they seem to crackle with energy (that I am giving them?) and jolt into life, their arms, legs and tails thrashing about (until such a time as I decide to lift my finger(?) away from whichever one I have energised and they stop). I seem to be fascinated and scared by this action at the same time, wary to stay out of their reach- 

Then it's as if people are being assembled as some sort of kit. See great chunks of packing foam being removed from a huge card box and a person being assembled, kit-like-from the body parts that are cushioned inside-